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Dec 7 Of Your Racist Bullshit, White People, Because I Don't Want To Piss Off Aisha

When I was in college at NYU in 1996, a Black woman named Aisha was my friend.

This one time, I had a Black friend in college.

Aisha was way smarter than me. Like way.

For a few years, she and I would follow Tricia Rose around campus, course by course, and wonder how we could be as amazing as her.

She read my papers, I read hers.

She could critique a person or an idea down to its dirty core, and she was not discriminating, so she taught me how some Black women critique each other.

Her voice is one voice in my imagination now. I've carried it with me and forced myself to face her critiques of me, things I imagined a strong and smart Black woman who you want as a friend would challenge you for.

So of course I critique myself, all the fucking time, because I don't want to fucking piss off Aisha.

WHITE PEOPLE YES YOU NEED TO CENSOR YOURSELVES HARSHLY UNTIL YOU CAN SENSIBLY HOLD DOWN AN ANTI-OFFENSIVE CONVERSATION WITH ANY PERSON OF COLOR.

They still don't know. They think they can just go out into their world talking Black, whatever their white imagined version of that is. Stealing phrases, intonations, body movements. All you have to do is look at the facebook for a little bit cause we just got done with murderous "thanksgiving" and the white facebook is mostly turkey trots and thankful posts. But you can see the new voices.